Su He told Chu Hanzhang that the doctor who was inadvertently found by Chu Wenzhao and inadvertently invited to the mansion to treat Chu Bowen's eye disease was named Cui Lian.

After Cui Lin arrived at the Chu family, he lived in the leisurely begonia next door to Fusong Garden, and it was mentioned that Fusong Garden lived near the lake, and the location was remote and quiet. And the leisurely tang where Cui Lin lives is right on the west side of the lake.

As his name suggests, Cui Lone is lonely and lonely.

Originally, except for treatment, Chu Bowen had nothing to do with her.

But on that night, she accidentally saved him who committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake and begging for death.

He also discovered his secret by mistake.

"You're not human?" Chu Bowen looked at the flashing picture in front of him in surprise, and couldn't help himself with excitement like a person who had fallen into the water suddenly grabbed a floating board, "Since you are not human, can I ask you to cure my eyes?" Once healed, whatever you want, I can give it to you. ”

Cui Lin looked at his recovered good complexion, and Xuan withdrew his spiritual power with his hand, "Anything can be?" ”

Her question seemed to answer his question in an alternative way, and she was able to save him, "Yes, anything." As long as he thought of the picture that flashed in a hurry just now, the feeling of being able to see everything for a long time made him obsessed and made him desperate, "As long as Mr. can cure my eyes, even if it is my life, I am willing to entrust Mr. to him." ”

Although Cui Lin has not yet admitted to Chu Bowen that he is a demon, in his heart, he has already identified the other party as a demon, and has read thousands of books, among which there are also many legends of Zhiwei, the so-called demons, eating flesh and drinking blood, and sucking people's essence.

Cui was silent for a while, and then said, "I don't want your life, I just want your merits." ”

"Merit?" This time Chu Bowen was puzzled.

"Yes, merit. In the first battle in the south, you defended the lonely city with your own body, sparing the lives of tens of thousands of innocent people in the war, and accumulated a lot of merit. It is precisely because of these merits that you were so badly injured at that time and still survived.

I'm a plum tree outside the South, and you've probably seen me before. ”

"Plum trees?" Chu Bowen thought about it, it seems that there is such a thing, at the beginning, he just saw that the plum blossom was the only product in the plum, but it was tragically lost in the southern loess, and was dying by the wind and frost, and thought that the little sister in the family loved plum blossoms, so he gave birth to the idea of feeding her and bringing her back to the capital.

"It turns out that you are the plum blossom, your body should still be in the southern city, I was in a hurry to return, and I was so embarrassed, but I didn't care about you. How are you? Are you okay? After asking this, he chatted and smiled, "Look at you now, it should be very good." ”

"Yes, thanks to your irrigation and maintenance, I am now in human form, and I can leisurely move thousands of miles away from the tree. I have come here now to repay your irrigation grace. Cui Lian's words, if described in the book, the tone used should be affectionate and sincere, if there is a winner, I am afraid that two golden beans will be dropped. But Cui Lin didn't, she was like a wooden figure carved from a wooden block, and the words were stereotypical and boring.

Chu Bowen admired her for being able to have such a creation, and on the other hand, he sighed at the rapid changes in life.

Cui Lin interrupted his angry emotion and said, "Although I don't want your life, if I want to heal your eyes, then I will devour all the merits on your body. ”

Chu Bowen touched his chest when he heard this, there was a pen-length scar under the brocade robe, he was originally curious about how he could still live if he was called at the mouth of his heart, but now, he understands.

Cui Lin said again, "You can survive now, thanks to these merits, if they are all devoured by me......"

He smiled, "How?" ”

Cui Lin said lightly, "Die." ”

He laughed louder, "Since ancient times, no one in the world has died, and I have been in this square room for five years, and I have already seen through life and death, and I can't wait for a catastrophe from heaven to kill me at once." It's a pity......" He grinned at where she might have been, and smiled freely, "Even today, aren't you saved too?" ”

He groped his way to his feet, groped his way to the door, hid his hand in his sleeve, and placed it behind him, and said, "If I can see this prosperity with my own eyes again, even for a moment, what will I regret?"

The existence of man in the world is a lifetime, and the existence of man in the world is a lifetime and a moment. Mr. Cui, I hope you can help me this time. ”

Cui Lin paused when he looked at his expression of resolute death, although it was very much in line with her to think that he could think of it, but she still felt the need to tell him about her original strategy of repaying her kindness, "Since I am here, I will help you, in fact, if you can afford to wait, I have a way to protect you from death after taking your merits and curing your eye disease."

I don't know what you think about being human, but as far as we are trees, we will try to live if we have a breath of hope, even if it is ten years or a hundred years, a thousand years and ten thousand years. The leaves are dead and the branches are withered, and as long as the veins still exist, they will never admit defeat. ”

"How long?" can say it like Cui Lian, naturally it is not good, and Chu Bowen suddenly had the desire to have the best of both worlds.

Her thin lips opened slightly, and she spat out, "Ten to twenty years, the specific situation depends on it." "Chu Bowen's current merits are really huge, otherwise she wouldn't be so covetous, and the reason why he is so huge is because the people of the two countries were implicated in the war in the south. The innocent people are huge, so the merit is huge.

With Chu Bowen's appearance now, he naturally can't put on armor and go into battle again to make a merit that is comparable to this.

Therefore, we can only accumulate a small amount into a lot, accumulate stones and build mountains, and accumulate steps to thousands of miles.

Ten years, that's all less.

But exchanging ten years for more than ten years is also a more cost-effective deal for Cui Lian.

"Ten years? Heh~" He snorted coldly, like a deflated ball, shook his head, and declined Cui Lian's kindness, "Mr. Cui is kind, Bowen has received it." Just ten years, too long! Let's ask my husband to treat my eyes for a few days. ”

Everything can be one or two, Cui Lin saw that he didn't appreciate it even if he persuaded him twice, so he stopped thinking about it, anyway, no matter how he chooses to earn, it's her, it's just that he earns more and earns less.

He likes to fulfill her and let her earn more, so she doesn't bother to be polite to him, she replied to Chu Bowen according to her own situation, "Not now, my own body is still in the southern border, with the distance, the spiritual power I can use will gradually decrease, and the small spiritual power has saved you this time." So, if you want to restore the light as soon as possible, then send someone to the south to move that plant first.

During this time, I will also refine my spells to try not to let you die the moment you can see the light. ”

"In this way, four months later, Mr. Cui gave the eldest young master a spell to treat eye diseases, and the eldest young master also fell into Huangquan three days later." Soho gave a one-sentence conclusion to the story between Cui Lin and Chu Bowen.

"It turns out that it's not a quack, it turns out that all this is the eldest brother's own choice?" Chu Hanzhang muttered these two sentences and lay flat on the bed. Looking at the beams on the roof, tears dripped down the tails of my eyes and onto the pillow.

Su He watched the change in the expression on Chu Hanzhang's face intently, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that what Mrs. Song said is right, as long as she lets Niang Niang know that the death of the eldest young master is what he wants, and his obsession ends. The mother will no longer be obsessed with this matter.

I just don't know if the story that Mrs. Song told her is true or false.

Yes, all these stories about Chu Bowen and Cui Lin did not come from the Chu family, after Chu Hanzhang fell asleep, Chu Wenzhao did not call Su He back to the house, this story was all Song Chaohua said and Su He listened, and then told Chu Hanzhang to tell it.

Doing this is really deceiving Chu Hanzhang, staying by Chu Hanzhang's side for many years, Su Ho, who has never told a lie, didn't dare at all at first, and didn't want to, until ......

She really couldn't see the hysterical crying and scolding of the young lady she had been serving since she was a child, so grief-stricken, and so tearful.

So, she said it anyway.

In Chaohua Palace, a cold and wooden girl wearing a plain gown, lazy and black-haired, said to the woman who was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, quietly painting mountains and rivers, "I've done my work to help you, now I can leave." ”

The wind blew through the veils around the pavilion to blow away the cooked ink on the rice paper, and after Song Chaohua glanced at it regretfully, he put the pen in his hand aside.

"Mr. Cui's behavior, how can the little woman say so much? The sky is high and the water is wide, and Mr. Cui can go wherever he wants. ”

"It's okay for you to keep your word." Cui Lin said, "Don't worry, I will remember that incident." Let's go! ”

Walking to the pavilion, she suddenly turned around, "I will re-enter the capital in the fifth year of Mingde, although you little girl is not very old, but in view of your good heart, and the way of life is very much in line with my heart, so, I hope that at that time, you are still alive." ”

Song Chaohua faced the lake and didn't look back at her again.

The lake was rippling, and she said, "Alive? She pursed her lips and watched the sky pour into the water, and the blue water smiled slightly.

Five years for Matilda? She tried her best to live up to her expectations and tried to live until that time......

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it is the middle of winter again.

The picture in the autumn and the palace is still the same, the little girl Su He is lying on the side of the lazy queen mother, chattering endlessly about why Emperor Wei Xuandi Yuan Ke wants to welcome newcomers into the palace.

After chattering about Yuan Ke, he didn't forget to talk about Chu Wenzhao, who gave him away, "I don't know what the master thinks, the mother and His Majesty have gotten along very well this year, but they still have to send people in." Really! ”

Chu Hanzhang nodded his head like Song Chaohua did when he entered the palace, and said with a smile, "Are you here again, I said it, this majesty is the majesty of Great Wei, and the harem is your majesty's harem. ”

"But, the maid heard that the girl sent to the palace this time by the master was very good-looking, some said that the voice was as graceful and melodious as the yellow warbler, and some said that the body was charming and natural. Son, son, son, this is afraid! ”

"Afraid of what?" She looked at her, "Are you afraid that this girl will rob Her Majesty of my favor after entering the palace?" Your thoughts are really exactly the same as when Sister Hua entered the palace, but after more than a year, you have also seen Sister Hua, and now, do you still think so? In the past year and a half, the relationship between Chu Hanzhang and Song Chaohua has improved by leaps and bounds, just by looking at the "Sister Hua" she treats her.

Su He thought about it, pursed her mouth, and hung her head, indeed, Mrs. Song was blinded by her, and in the past year and a half, Mrs. Song's love for her mother is probably deeper than that of her personal servant.

Thinking about this summer, His Majesty went out to inspect, and there was a sudden heavy rain at night, or Mrs. Song ran to the Qiuhe Hall with an umbrella to coax Niangniang for a night.

When Niangniang was sick, Mrs. Song also stayed by the bedside without undressing, and played the piano for Niangniang to dispel boredom.

The rest of the little things are countless, and from the outsider's point of view, there is no doubt that her mother is really Mrs. Song's own sister.